Our usual 17-day trip out of Bangkok went by too fast, but funnily enough, it also felt as if we have been away for longer than that. It now seemed like so long ago since we started packing and shuttling our asses to the airport (to and from Amsterdam) with a very “eventful” flight trip that I am having a little trouble to coherently remember the events in details.
I remember things in chunks, but all jumbled up.
My most recent memory is having to put Spud down for her bedtime on her first night home yesterday evening. She cried for about 4 hours before finally crashing at 10.30 pm and slept through till 8.20 am this morning. Needless to say, that was not fun after an exhausting 10 hour flight trip. I wonder if she is a little jet-lagged.
Our vacation all seemed like a distant memory by now…but I reckon they will get back to running order in the next few days for me to put them down in words.
For now, we are home! And, absofukinglutely knackered.